A figurine of a policeman, A figurine of a knight,A figurine of a cowboy.

(Even in my utopic vision, They’re here—Wandering without purpose.)

A gnome figurine,An Easter bunny figurine, A Playmobil™ figurine.

My capitalist brainAs the dreamerWho attempts to recall a dream By placing it in a logical sequence,

Thereby destroying the original dream.

An ink drawing where the horizon says THE PAST. An ink drawing where the horizon says THE FUTURE.

BLAMING

A set of monkey barsWith a comforter draped across it, For sun protection. A lumpy ball of tinfoil 2 feet high, Which I am kicking down the avenue.

Kate Mildew is a writer, youth worker, and drummer based in Toronto. She writes and draws about money, disability, UFOs, rocks and more. Kate has self-published two comic books and half a dozen poetry zines and chapbooks. She has a story in the brand new collection 'Music Men Ruined for Me'. She writes the monthly poetry newsletter ACCUMULATION